• From the minute I awake,
    To the minute I sleep,
    Like a starry lake,
    Filled with sheep.

    My only thoughts,
    Are of you.
    I think of you lots,
    During the day.

    Even at night,
    In my dreams.
    My first sight,
    Like my first light.

    Dreams and reality,
    You in both,
    But how can I tell,
    When it is I you loathe?

    My dreams,
    What do they mean?
    Everything isn’t as it seems,
    But are we a team?

    You don’t know,
    How important you are.
    For me to slow,
    To wait for a star.

    When it does,
    My dreams will tell,
    If you love,
    Me, or rather hell.